Chapter 1216 Ring Match

Riding the boring machinations of an old drunkard, I returned to the league to find more than a dozen rings standing high.

"It doesn't seem like a good thing to have too many wives, it's really a disaster, Elder Fan."

Chris, the smirking prince, squinted his eyes and came up to say hello.

"If you come back so late, it must be another time, and the elders are enjoying it."

Lucia, who stood next to Elder Mamaga, clasped her hands around her hands, held up the seductive breasts that made the man swallow his saliva, and her face was full of charming and playful smiles, and there was no joy or anger on her face.

After getting along with this little sky fox for a long time, it is actually easy to judge, and the trick is a bit similar to that of the three-no princess, which is that you can't look at your face.

The three-no princess is to look at her unconscious small actions and judge by this.

And if you want to know the love of this little fox, it is a little more difficult, it is right to look at her fox tail, but sometimes a slight swing angle is different, it may represent diametrically opposite feelings, add up, there may be no less than a hundred, and it is not easy to figure out one by one.

Of course, her love is very easy to identify now, you see, the fluffy brown fox tail, slightly tilted thirty degrees, constantly flailing and slapping to the ground, is to represent the meaning of hiding a knife in a smile, that is to say, this little fox with a diplomat-like charming and moving smile mask in front of everyone, in fact, his heart is sour again.

After greeting each of the representatives of each race, I came to Artoria, who seemed to have something to say.

"Whereever, I won't visit the ring match later."

"Is there something wrong?" I asked curiously.

"I want to go to our clan's stage."

Artoria nodded simply, and put an ordinary cloak on her body, it seems that she is going to come to Weifu for a private visit, and it is really hard to be a king.

"I'm sorry, although I want to go with you, but there are some restless guys here, and I can't leave."

I clasped my hands together in front of Artoria, as the prince of the elves, but I didn't even go to see the elves in person, and I was really unqualified, although it may be a bit self-inflicted to think so, and those elves may not pay much attention to or look forward to the visit of my Royal Highness the Prince.

"It's enough to have this intention, on behalf of the identity of the Great Elder of Akara, managing the God's Birthday well is your most important responsibility now."

Altoria smiled tolerantly, though with a hint of disappointment, took a few steps forward, and gently dusted me off my shoulder, perhaps when the stage collapsed.

I don't know how many people I envy this scene, this is the queen of the elf race, her majesty, with the most noble identity in the entire continent, and the sharpest dull hair, as dazzling as the sun and not directly visible, can make her make such a gentle move, that man, even if he is immediately pressed into the pot of the sinking demon to cook, this life is worth it.

"Carugie."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

With Artoria's soft call, the maid of the yellow duan took a few steps forward and bent down respectfully.

"You can stay by Fan's side for the time being, and I'll go alone."

"Yes, my majesty."

"Fan, get along with Carugie."

Leaving a sentence that I don't know if it was meaningful, Artoria's figure quickly disappeared into the crowd, and Beya, the little heel beside her, looked at her sister Aalto, and then looked at us, but after hesitating for less than a second, she threw a grimace at me without hesitation and chased after me.

"Get along, little Caruselle."

Seeing my king go away, I looked back at the yellow maid who was upright in words and deeds, and stood solemnly, and suddenly evil arose from my heart, with a smile on my face, and my big hand fell on the maid's long purple hair, and through the maid's hairband, rubbed and rubbed on it, rubbed and rubbed......

Anyway, I bullied her and then said that, I thought so in my heart, and I didn't think about the consequences at all.

"Obey orders, Your Highness."

Sure enough, in front of everyone, this stupid maid didn't dare to show any flaws, so she could only swallow my head and make a well-behaved and perfect maid posture who still abides by her duty under the bullying of her master.

"Ahem, Wu, I don't remember teaching you to bully weak girls."

Ral couldn't stand my shameless behavior like bullying a poor and helpless little animal, coughed a few times, and stared at me with a solemn expression.

"Even if you pretend to be a righteous knight now, it will be difficult to restore the small image in the hearts of Sarah and Aunt Lisa."

"No--!!"

Sure enough, Uncle Paladin, who was exposed by my words, hugged his head and screamed.

"It's all temporary, Sarah and Lisa are both in love with me!!" Roaring like this, Lal, who refused to face reality, ran away in tears.

Tightly, the little fox was also smiling, wagging its tail angrily, and went to watch their fox clan performance.

"Aren't you going along?" I looked at the little fox's departing figure and turned back to Chris.

"No, I'm more interested in the ring over here."

The smirking prince smiled slightly, as if his sparkling appearance and temperament were enough to turn the eyes of an ignorant girl into countless stars.

"Isn't it your show?" I tilted my head.

"Our werewolf clan's performance should still be at the back of the line." Chris was also confused.

"Aren't you two together?"

"Although we are very close, there is still a big difference between the styles of our werewolf clan and the fox clan, each with its own customs and performances, and it cannot be blended together at all."

"But it's similar to both the tail and the ears."

Chris: "......"

"What's the matter, could it be that there is actually a big difference, such as the number of hairs on the tail is several times that of the other party?!"

I was taken aback.

"This ......," Chris scratched his cheek in confusion, then chuckled.

"It's hard to explain, it's probably the same as the difference between Elder Fan and Grand Elder Akara, it's obvious that humans look alike, but the difference is huge."

"It always feels like the huge difference you're talking about seems to mean something else."

"Elders are too careful, hehehe~~~"

With a lot of conversations all the way, we came to the competition area and saw the culprit who made a mess of the King of Fighters tournament before, the old drunkard, who looked like he was fine, and he was making waves there.

Although I used to punish this lazy guy and threw all the burden of being in charge of these two games on her, but now that I come back to my senses, I find that this is just a move to shoot myself in the foot, because of this guy, everyone has become more busy.

Sure enough, I should have decided to let her go to the lumber yard for five days, and I regretted in my heart that I shouldn't have sighed at the beginning.

Turning his head, he saw Seattle and Carlos again, who seemed to have been caught by the old drunkard as coolies, running around the field, such high-level coolies, but it really made a bunch of us cry, and there should be a limit to wasting talents.

"How's the preparation going?"

I asked, grabbing Carlos as I was passing by.

"We're almost in groups." Carlos handed me a stack of rosters in his arms and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I didn't expect such a point, there are really a lot of trivial things."

"There's no way, it can't be like a martial arts competition, one size fits all." I took the roster and rolled it a few times and said with a wry smile.

In previous years, the rules of the tournament were that all adventurers in the first world could participate, and the purpose of the competition at that time was to determine the strongest in the first world, so it was understandable to stipulate this.

It's just that this time in the ring competition, it doesn't matter to us who the first world is, so that every adventurer can participate in it, is the goal, so we can't copy it, and how to group it specifically, whether it is divided into five levels of events according to the region, or according to the level stage, divided into six levels, it was also discussed for a long time at the beginning, and finally it was graded according to the latter.

For example, take the Kurast-level adventurers as an example, the adventurer level in this area is about between the thirty and forty levels, but there is a fourth order between them, that is to say, between the weakest thirty levels and the strongest forty levels, there is not only a gap of ten levels, but also a stage division.

According to the division of stages, for example, in the third order, the lowest level adventurer is level twenty-four, and the highest level is level thirty-five, although the gap between them is eleven levels, which is one level more than the former, but there is no stage gap, at least it is fairer than the former.

Therefore, this ring competition is also divided according to class, one to six, a total of six event levels, so that even if you have just changed jobs and may not have been out of the wild, you will have the opportunity to go to the ring to deliver food.

"Why is there no level from us!!"

Seattle didn't know where to come from, and complained in our ears unwillingly.

"The ring here can't stand your toss." Hearing the complaint, everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes.

Seattlek, who has reached the realm level, the entire camp, and only the training ground that we often use to practice in the training camp in the North District, the super defensive magic array engraved on it by the Mage Guild specially made for a few of our saboteurs, can barely resist his brute force.

"I originally thought that I would definitely be able to have a good fight with Senior Brother Wu this time." Seattle shook his head with a snort, shook his savage braids, and the depression in his heart was all written on his hideous face.

"Who made you not look good at the schedule, you are looking forward to it in vain." I was immediately happy.

"But it doesn't matter, when God's Birthday is over, I'll just have a good time with you."

"Really? Your body is alright?! ”

Seattleke, who had been disappointed a moment ago, was immediately excited as soon as I finished speaking.

"It should be fine, don't worry."

"Okay, great, ahahahaha!!"

Seattle, who laughed wildly, slapped me on the shoulder a few times, and his face was full of war, as if he wanted to pull out his weapon and fight immediately.

"I've been looking forward to your words, to see how big the gap between us is after we are promoted to the realm."

"You might be disappointed, maybe not."

The big palm with the strength of a meteor fell, and it hurt me so much that I grinned, my shoulders were crooked, but my mouth was not to be outdone.

"Then let me see how powerful your power is to disappoint me."

At the end of the shot, Seattlek laughed and turned around and ran his legs, and along the way, he didn't know how many fragile adventurers were frightened, thinking that this guy was protected by the demon king, and the evil god had descended.

"Senior Brother Wu, your body ...... Is it really fully restored? ”

After Seattlek left, Carlos asked uncomfortably because he was afraid that I would be reckless.

"Not good...... It seems that he was seriously injured by that guy again. "Clutching half of my numb shoulders, I looked at the sky speechlessly.

"I remember you said last time that you will have to wait for ten and a half days and a half after God's Birthday to complete the recovery, and because of the Fallen Alliance a few days ago, the forcible use of power has also caused a lot of damage to the body, I think you better rest and rest, Seattlek I will drink him and say, there is no hurry."

Seeing me like this, Carlos, who didn't seem to be able to distinguish between jokes and truths, persuaded him seriously.

"I'll talk about it then, I'll talk about it then."

I snorted a haha, and said vaguely, I can't tell Carlos the truth: big husband, cute big, I brought a little maid with me.

Thinking of this, I secretly glanced back, but the yellow maid who held a grudge secretly glanced at her, as if to say, I want to use this maid to restore my body, and you want to be beautiful.

Oops, hey, she was immediately retributed, and she really shouldn't have taken the opportunity to bully her just now.

I scratched my head helplessly, but then I rose up.

Hmm, among the maids who fell into the hands of Duke Ben, which one can still get out of the clutches, scared hahahahahaha~~~~~~

Oooooooo It's just a joke! My festival bottle!!!!

By the time all six sets of events were over and the six champions had been decided, the sky was already full of stars, which was quite fast, and it was expected to be postponed until tomorrow if there was not enough time.

Among the top few of the six stages, the first one or two stages are mostly covered by werewolf warriors, barbarians, dwarf warriors, and paladins.

The next three and fourth orders are more uniform and balanced professions, such as druids can also occupy a place, and the assassins and Amazons with strong skills and elven archers have the advantage of being even more prominent.

And at the stage of the fifth and sixth order, as a profession of the legal system, it has also begun to emerge, especially the mages of the Heradik clan, some of whom have shown very good individual combat power in the first few stages, ranking in the top ten, which is almost equivalent to announcing to everyone that the talent of this race in magic is incomparable to that of any other race.

Of course, these rankings are only below the level of super genius, and when it comes to the level of super genius, you can't use the profession to measure the victory, the simplest example, if Tarasya is reborn, no matter how many levels he is, or even beyond the level, he can overwhelm any class.

This kind of person cannot be measured by common sense, and God is sometimes so unfair that it makes people feel that he is extracting the natural talents of thousands of geniuses and then giving them to a favorite.

Then again, is my being a deformed child created by God?

It's better not to think about it.

In short, this competition, all the clans seem to have a tacit understanding that it is just an ordinary competition for the adventurers to warm up and give them a full understanding of the abilities of the warriors of other clans, so there are no very brilliant genius adventurers.